In that beautiful city of gold,
Where, beholding the face of our Savior,
It will fill us with rapture untold.
The praises of our Redeemer and King,
And make the heavenly arches ring
With the songs of home, sweet home.
It is peace, it is comfort and joy,
And a hope in our blessed Redeemer,
Which the tempter can never destroy.
He is leading us on every day,
And if gladly we follow each moment,
He will keep us from wand'ring away.
Our affections are centered above,
Where we own such a wonderful treasure,
'Tis a home in the city of love.